Mo Liunian was overjoyed watching from the sidelines, Mo Yan was usually cold and indifferent, this was the first time he had seen him so embarrassed.

Xiao Banxian didn't look at the movement behind him, and his face was still smiling lightly.

At this time, Mo Liunian's smile was eight tenths of his face.

In just a moment, the little half-fairy suddenly stopped, holding on to the collar of his clothes, as if remembering some problem, and immediately turned around, pretending to be in a hurry to turn back.

But when he turned his head, Xiao Banxian saw Mo Liunian's smiling appearance of flowers and branches, and Xiao Banxian was immediately attracted.

"Giggles!"

Mo Liunian held his sleeves and muffled softly at this moment, almost laughing and bending over.

Xiao Banxian looked at Mo Liunian opposite, bent the corners of his mouth, revealing two cute little white teeth, embarrassed and embarrassed, and his green eyebrows were reflected on the white and almost transparent skin, which was as good as peacock blue.

Mo Liunian raised his head, and a purple dress came into his eyes, with a slight glow under the shadow of the sun, reminding people of the purple of the rising sun for no reason.

The black hair hangs down the shoulders, the starry eyes are like water, the soft cheeks can be broken by blowing, and the small body is too weak to wear, as if it will be shattered at the touch of a button.

The little half-fairy's skin is as white as jade, the eyebrows that have been locked for a day are finally slightly stretched out because of this moment, and the bottom of the eyes also shows a hazy soft light because of the smile, the little half-fairy blinked lightly, the soft light dissipated, and the eyes were extremely clear.

Feeling the sight, Mo Liunian turned his head and seemed to be a little shy.

The wind blows up the flowing year that is broken like a flower, and at this time, Mo Liunian's smile is shaking, becoming the most beautiful embellishment on the way to the fate of the little half-immortal, looking at the sky, looking at the snow, and looking at the deep shadows of the season.

Prosperous sheng song, counting the passing years, the little half-immortal forgot what else?

The other side is lonely, fragmented and incomplete, and thoughts are swaying ink at the fingertips.

The world is a big dream, the world is cool several times, three hundred years of love and hatred whistling by, from beginning to end, like a snap of the fingers, the red face and temples have become dry bones, and the sword gall and the heart have turned into ashes.

The Sansheng Stone fell to the Tuoke, and only then did he know that there was no word on the Sansheng Stone.

The little half-immortal doesn't know if the so-called fate is ridiculous, because there is only impermanence in this world.

I can't remember the mottled bark lines, I can't remember the colorful flowers and plants, and the little half-fairy only remembers the eyebrows and expressions of Mo Liunian in front of him.

For example, a touch of the sun, a path, a blessing, a lifetime of leisure, butterflies love flowers, peel off sorrows, and disturb the red dust, Mo Liunian, who was once in the eyes of the little half-fairy, has evolved into a familiar fan!

The four seasons go back and forth, the flow of the year is not stopped, the west wind leaves fall and sigh, and the rain and autumn are cold.

sigh for the passing years, but only on the fingers, when will the west wind come, and it will not be said, and the passing years will be secretly changed.

The little half-immortal walks in the passing years, don't you know that the child's face turns gray in that moment, and the flowers fall into the flowers, and only by cherishing can you not miss the good time.

Cherish life, cherish friendship, cherish time, cherish the present.

The years pass without a trace, no matter how many stories the little half-immortal experiences in this life, all this will also dissipate in the wind.

At this time, the scene will forever be presented in the memory of the little half-fairy, accompanying the life of the little half-fairy, and the endless years after leaving the world.

Perhaps this is the so-called eternity, no matter how old the time is, as long as someone treasures, the words that have been written, and the paintings that have been depicted, will only be covered with a little dust, but will not be hidden because of the streamer.

Yes, that's exactly the case, although Mo Liunian just gave Xiao Banxian a calm smile, maybe Mo Liunian just smiled slightly.

But the little half-fairy was surprised to find that the sky was so blue, the water was so clear, and life was so beautiful.

This Mo Liunian's original appearance is very beautiful, and when he smiles, it is even more moving, like a sunny day in March.

But Mo Liunian really rarely smiled, it was rare for Xiao Banxian to see her smile so happily, and she was stunned for a while.

When Xiao Banxian looked back, Mo Liunian also turned around.

"What are you staring at? Do I have dirty things on my face?"

Mo Liunian opened her mouth at this time, because she also sensed that there was something wrong with the expression of the little half-immortal staring at her.

"Well, there's a dead grass. The little half-fairy god made the ghost answer.

"Where?"

Mo Liunian immediately touched his face with his hand.

Xiao Banxian stepped in front of Mo Liunian in two steps, Mo Liunian felt a huge sense of oppression coming, and she hurriedly stepped back.

The cuffs of the hand handed over by Xiao Banxian were slightly raised, revealing a slender wrist, extremely white, slightly tinged with a chilling blue.

"Don't move. The little half-immortal said.

Mo Liunian froze in place, Xiao Banxian raised her hand, and her slender fingers brushed her sideburns.

Mo Liunian's double eyelid folds are almost transparent, the long eyelashes are clearly upturned, and the beautiful apricot eyes are always clear and beautiful, as if the spring water is flowing, serious and pure.

This is a fresh, tranquil breath, light and agile, just like the stream quietly and slowly brewing in the air, making the little half-fairy fascinated.

Suddenly, the little half-fairy smiled slightly, just like the innocence and purity of a young child.

The little half-fairy's eyes were flowing like water, and he was observing Mo Liunian in detail at the moment.

At that moment, Mo Liunian heard his own heartbeat.

The little half-fairy's long and thick eyelashes are shining like gold at the moment, and the purple pupils are like dreamlike water, surging with tenderness, as if with a kind of sincerity and gentleness that Mo Liunian has never seen, staring deeply at himself.

At this time, Mo Liunian's face was hot, and he immediately put away all his smiles, and the closer the little half-immortal became, Mo Liunian felt a little embarrassed to look at people face to face, so he lowered his head slightly and walked a few steps.

Xiao Banxian lowered his head, facing Mo Liunian's eyes, his eyes met, and Mo Liunian hurriedly turned to the side.

"Alright. ”

After speaking, Xiao Banxian also took a step back embarrassedly.

The little half-immortal secretly glanced at Mo Liunian again, and as expected, he found that Mo Liunian was also glancing at himself with his light.

As soon as Mo Liunian saw that Xiao Banxian turned his head, he immediately looked away, wanting to make a casual appearance.

"That...... I'm going to see Xiao Mo in the backyard stable. ”

After hearing Mo Liunian's words, Xiao Banxian said 'um', and then Mo Liunian left in a hurry.

But I felt that Mo Liunian had to look at him again, not because Xiao Banxian was very good-looking.

It's not because of the gentleness and thoughtfulness that Xiao Banxian's posture showed just now.

It was because Mo Liunian found that the expression on Xiao Banxian's charming face had a bit of special tenderness and sweetness when he walked to his side.

Just after walking a few steps, Mo Liunian was a little embarrassed when he was about to look back, and during this hesitation, Mo Liunian walked out of the door and still didn't look back after all.

The little half-immortal saw Mo Liunian and walked to the door, the shadow pavilion, and it was fleeting at a glance.

Mo Liunian also took a few steps slowly, not without nostalgia.

Looking at Mo Liunian's back, Xiao Banxian was a little dazed, he didn't know why he did this just now, was he crazy?

The little half-fairy didn't dare to look at it anymore, and hurried back to the room.

Mo Liunian fed Xiao Mo horse feed, and she had been in a daze, and suddenly she felt a compelling cold.

This cold breath came out of his bones, and the cold Mo Liunian trembled, squatted down with his hands around his body, and found that the breath exhaled had turned into white mist.

Mo Liunian wanted to call Xiao Banxian, but found that he couldn't make any sound from the cold, and then fell to the ground like an ice cube with a pop.

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